Lyrics

Ladies and Gentlemen As you know we have something Special for you at the Birdland this evening A recording for Blue Note Records Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Yeah, yeah Yeah (funky, funky) How 'bout a big hand now? Wait, wait a minute Groovy, groovy, jazzy, funky Pounce, bounce, dance as we Dip in the melodic sea The rhythm keeps flowin', it drips the MC Sweet sugar pop, sugar pop rocks, it pop Ya don't stop 'til the sweet beat drops I sure improve as I stick a move Vivid poems recited on top of the groove Smooth, my, floating like a butterfly Notes set afloat, sung like a lullaby Brace yourself as the beat hits ya Dip trip, flip fantasia Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip hop Drippin' in your dome, makes you zone and bop Funk and fusion, a fly illusion Keeps ya coastin' on the rhythm we cruisin' Up, down, 'round and 'round, rhymes profound But nevertheless you gots to get down Fantasy freak through the beat, so unique Ya move your feet, the sweat from the heat Back to the fact I'm the mack and I know that The way I kick the rhymes, some would call me a poet Poem's steady flowin', I'm growin', showin' sights and sound Caught in the groove, in Fantasia I'm found Many trip the tour, upon the rhymes they soar To an infinite height, to the realm of the hardcore Here we go, off I take ya Dip trip, flip Fantasia Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Jump to the jam, boogie-woogie, jam slam Bust the dialect, I'm the man in command Come flow with the sounds of the mighty mic master Rhymin' on the mic, I'm bringin' suckas to disaster Beaucoup ducs, but I still rock Nike With the razzle-dazzle, a star, I might be Scribble-drabble-scrabble, on the microphone I babble As I flip the funky words, into a puzzle Yes, yes, yes, on and on as I flex Get with the flow, words manifest Feel the vibe from here to Asia Dip trip, flip Fantasia, ah, you don't stop C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, give me more Of that funky horn (what's that?) Yeah Funky, funky Biddy-biddy-bop Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Yeah, yeah Yeah (funky, funky) Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky, funky) Yeah, yeah Yeah (what's that?) Biddy-biddy-bop (yeah) Biddy-biddy-bop (funky-)
Writer(s): Herbie Hancock, Mel Simpson, Rahsaan Kelly, Geoffrey Wilkinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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